Knowledge Is Freedom And With Freedom Comes

Any Man Who Lives By His Beliefs Is To Be Admired, Not Mocked.

Every Man Has A Weakness," He Patiently Explained. "i'll Find Theirs, I Promise You." "every Man?" "yes," He Answered Emphatically. His Hand Moved To The Back Of Her Neck. Twisting Her Curls Around His Fist, He Jerked Her Head Back. His Face Loomed Over Hers, His Breath Warm And Sweet As He Stared Down Into Her Eyes. "what Is Your Weakness, Brodick?" She Asked. "you.

Trouble Follows You Like A Shadow, Gillian. You're Prone To Injuries. I Swear To God, If A Tree Decided To Fall Right Now, It Would Find Your Head To Land On." "oh, For Heaven's Sake," She Muttered. "i'll Admit That I Have Had A Run Of Bad Fortune, But—" He Wouldn't Let Her Continue. "a Run Of Bad Fortune? Since I've Known You, You've Been Beaten, Stabbed And Now Shot With An Arrow. If This Keeps Up, You'll Be Dead In Another Month

I Like Writing About Friends.

I Know The Truth Now. You've Figured Out I'm Falling In Love With You And You're Trying To Make Me Stop By Hurting Me This Way. Well It Won't Work. One Way Or Another, I'm Going To Make You Care About Me. Yes, I Am, Unless Your Cold Attitude Kills Me First. It's Only Fair, Connor. If I'm Going To Be Miserable, By God, So Are You. I Am Not A Common Wench And I Will Not Be Treated Like One.